Chapter 120: The Demon Dragon

Yu Wenhua looked at the dead Yang Guang, and did not show the slightest hint of joy. His expression was complicated, and he silently pondered Yang Guang's dying prophecy in his heart, and after a while, he said loudly: "Bury the emperor thickly!"

"Yes!" Yuwen Zhiji didn't think so much, and replied happily.

"Congratulations to Lord Yuwen for getting what he wanted!" the remaining two men in black said in unison.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Gao Xuan Buddha.

"I will do what I promised you!" Yu Wenhua said this, and turned to leave.

Everyone present looked at each other.

At the same time, Yuan Tiangang, who was heading to Chang'an City, suddenly stopped, looked at the heavens and stars, and sighed: "The emperor star has fallen, the world will be in chaos, and it is time for my Pure Yang Sect to dominate the world!"

As soon as he spoke, he turned into a streamer and flew towards Chang'an City.

A hundred miles outside Luoyang.

The king of the backers suddenly felt a palpitation, as if he had lost something precious, and he stopped his horse, his face cloudy.

"Father-in-law, what happened?" Lu Fang asked as he rode forward.

"For some reason, this king suddenly had an ominous premonition, as if something big had happened!" the backer king thought. "What the hell is going on?"

"Father-in-law, I guess I'm too tired!" Lu Fang said with concern.

"It's old, this king is really old!" the backer king sighed repeatedly. "Lu Fang, how many miles is there from Luoyang ahead?"

"The spies return, there are still a hundred miles!"

"Hurry up, move quickly. This time, we must take down Yang Xuangan, a thief!"

"Yes, father-in-law!"

Inside the Temple of the God of War.

Xuantian Ji sat cross-legged. The breath is simple and strong, and the surrounding rhyme flows. Mysterious and extraordinary.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes and said to himself, "Now I have comprehended forty-eight diagrams, and only this last one remains, and legend has it that this diagram involves the secret of brokenness, and it must be well understood......!"

Xuantian Ji looked at Shenlong and continued, "Little Dragon?"

"What did the master tell me about?" said Shenlong lazily.

"Let's go see your companions!"

"Okay!"

Xuantian Ji walked out of the Temple of the God of War, looking down at the stone steps that stretched down to the underground lake and sea, and saw the stone turtle at the bottom of the stone steps with his head raised towards the place where he was standing. Although it is known that the stone turtle is a stone carving, it is still difficult to treat "it" as a dead thing, which shows that the carving skills of the stone turtle have indeed reached an earth-shattering and exquisite realm, and it seems that it can start to climb up after any moment.

In the far gap around, the fire was extinguished, although this place was deep underground, the air was fresh and sweet, and the lake and sea were calm. The bubbles and waves are constantly stirred, full of infinite vitality, and occasionally strange fish monsters jump off the water, making a strange sound of slapping water. In the rumbling sound of the waterfall, it is made into a dynamic rhythm.

Xuantian Ji took one step, and the next moment he arrived in front of the Stone Turtle Seat. From a distance, it is almost chaotic, and up close, its textured scale armor. is even more meticulous, Xuantianji reached out to touch. The stone is frozen, and it feels strange.

"Could it be that this is the legendary Heluo stone carving?" Xuan Tianji suddenly burst into an astonishing thought, but after a moment he laughed at himself, how could this be.

Xuantian Ji looked at the lake and said, "Come out!"

A huge green demon dragon suddenly roared, rushed out of the water, opened its fangs and glittered mouth, and bit down on both of his feet, and his green hair flew backwards, looking hideous and terrifying.

Xuantian Ji smiled, his figure disappeared, and the next moment, he fought on the demon dragon.

He looked at the red, green, and green thick armor of the demon dragon, and he didn't like it slightly, and with a flick of his palm, countless sword qi burst out, instantly modifying the demon dragon.

The demon dragon was suddenly furious, this naked disregard completely angered it, it let out a loud "ang" sound, and the dragon's tail twitched fiercely.

Xuantian didn't dodge, his eyes were gloomy, and he punched out.

I only heard a "boom", and the dragon's tail and fist collided together.

Xuantian Ji didn't move.

The demon dragon was in pain, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes, and he scurried forward in surprise, tossing back and forth frantically in the lake, and sometimes flying over the lake, turning the entire underground lake upside down, and all the fish and beasts fled in all directions.

Xuantian Ji stood on it, letting it use a thousand methods, unmoved.

I don't know how long it took, but the dragon finally stopped all movements.

It crouched in front of the gate of the Temple of the God of War, like a car dedicated to carrying the Xuantian Machine here. There was a hissing and wailing cry from his mouth, and the dragon's head was lowered, looking dejected.

"I knew it was like this!" said the divine dragon on Xuantian Ji's wrist. "I think back then, I fought with my master for hundreds of rounds, if it wasn't for my master to take out an abominable sword, where would I be as great as my opponent!

The dragon gushed about it, and it seemed like it was suffocating.

Xuantian Ji stepped down from the body of the demon dragon, and the demon dragon saw the divine dragon hanging in Xuantian Ji's hand, and immediately showed a trace of surprise.

Shenlong looked at the demon dragon condescendingly, a little dissatisfied, flew away from Xuantian Ji's wrist, and also let out a roar of "ang", and instantly turned into a giant dragon dozens of feet long, looking extremely powerful.

Hearing this roar, the demon dragon only felt a fear in his heart, and his whole body trembled. This bloodline oppression made it extremely afraid.

"Alright, don't make a fuss!" Xuan Tianji said softly.

When the divine dragon who was showing off his might in the air heard this, he immediately withdrew his law and obediently hung it on Xuantianji's wrist, muttering in his mouth: "The master is really, the little dragon hasn't played enough!"

Xuantian Ji used the same method as usual and set a ban on the demon dragon. Although the demon dragon is unwilling, there is no way.

As soon as this prohibition was set, Xuantian Ji immediately connected with the demon dragon's mind and sensed a lot of things.

This temple of the god of war was set up by an immortal in ancient times, who had crossed the border and traveled for many years, and finally left the temple of the god of war to the destined people.

And the star map on the portal that Xuantianji saw before was the star coordinates of each world, and each point on it represented a world.

As for the demon dragon itself, it was still a small dragon at that time, and due to poor qualifications and impure blood, it was left behind by the immortals to guard the Temple of the God of War.

For many years, the demon dragon has lived in this place and cannot get out. When you are hungry, you eat some exotic fruits, or strange fish in the lake, and when you are sleepy, you sleep in the lake.

Thousands of years have passed. Although it doesn't know how to cultivate, it is far from being comparable to ordinary people.

However, when it encounters the Xuantian Machine, it can only admit it.

Xuantian Ji even derived from the memory of the demon dragon, if someone comprehended the forty-nine atlases, they could take away this small world.

This memory seems to have been directly imprinted into the memory of the demon dragon for future generations to perceive.

Xuantian was overjoyed, gently touched the head of the demon dragon, stepped out, and entered the Temple of the God of War.

He wants to see the last picture!(To be continued......)